Mortals

Tired Already

"It means Welcome back to school, baby!" Julia replied excitedly.

"Welcome back to school baby?" I repeated confusingly.

"No, it's just Welcome back to school. The last part was just me calling-" She tried to explain.

I clearly got what she meant. I was just fooling around.

"Forget it." She concluded.

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That Night...

At a fancy yard, with elegant decors, and a huge story building with people dressed in glamouring outfits.

There were guards at the entrance, and waiters and waitresses on the inside...

I thought this was supposed to be done on college grounds.

"Your party's in a restaurant." I said in a questioning manner.

"Yeah, were you expecting it to be on a tropical island?" Debra replied, and I passed her a confused glare for her to take in what she had just said.

I mean, I'd dig a tropical island party.

"That wouldn't be such a bad idea though. But I didn't plan this, so.." she concluded thoughtfully.

Then some guys came over to us, and by guys I mean two ladies dressed in clothes that were probably a perfect fit Five(5) years ago. That's how skimpy their outfits were. Then there was Julia in her should I say regular outfit of same stuff she wore to my sister's place a couple hours ago.

"Great, you guys made it." She yelled excitedly, pulling us both into her embrace.

"I- wou-ldn't miss it for the world." Debra dragged trying to pull out of her tight grip.

Then she pulled closer to Debbie's ear to ask why she let me put on what I was wearing.

Like she could get me into anything.

Plus, the person talking put on the same clothes she wore all day to a glamorous occasion as this.

"Why did you let her wear that?" She whispered.

Why could I hear her clearly? Probably cause our heads were few inches away from each other.

"She has a strong will, and I'm pretty sure she can hear us." Debra replied finally snapping out of her grip. Then she let me go as well.

"Oh, hey again joy." She added stylishly.

"Hey." I replied, trying to get a good look at the environment I found myself in.

"Guys, meet Joy. Debra's younger sister." Julia announced to the others who had been awfully silent for some reason.

"Hi, nice to meet you, eh-" One of the girls who came towards us stutters, for some reason, with a hand stretched towards me.

"Its Joy." I said taking it.

Like Julia literally said meet Joy. Or did she think it was a metaphor for something else. I do get that sometimes. Since my name can sometimes be taken out as an expression.

"Yeah Joy.

Sorry Debby never speaks much of you." She added.

That's certainly not surprising.

She'd deny me at any slightest chance she gets.

"I'm Stella by the way." She informs.

"And this is Soph-"

"Hang it there!" The second girl snaps cutting her off.

"I very much know how to introduce myself." She added.

Then she turned to me flapping her upfront ponytail few inches to the right, to reveal her face more clearly.

She had this tiny eye sockets, and cute chubby cheeks. She had pink blush on there, which surprisingly matches her purple combo.

"I'm Sophie, Sophs in short.

It's Fantastic to meet you." She said, taking my hand gently in a shake.

"Loving the outfit." She added staring me down from top to bottom.

"Thanks." I replied in a skeptical manner.

I wasn't sure if she was being real or sarcastic.

"But if she is infact Debbie's younger sister. Shouldn't this be her first day?" She added curiously.

"Yep, pretty much." Debbie replied.

"Then why on earth is she here?" Sophie added confusingly.

"I knew you were crazy but this?" She concluded in a pissed off tone.

"Well, uh-" Julia and Debbie both stuttered trying to come up with some excuse.

"Its fine. I agreed to it." I intruded.

"Fine? this isn't fine." She replied.

"This is- not fine." She added weirdly.

"Chillax, Miss goody two shoes.

She said she's fine. Isn't that all that matters?" Debra tried to persuade smilingly.

"No, she could be saying that cause she's trying to be polite.

There's no way someone would want to spend her first day in college at a wild party." Sophie argued.

Wild party?

"This isn't wild." Debra defends, and for the first time, I actually agree with her.

It certainly wasn't wild.

Not until we were taken to some secret compartment in the restaurant with a sound proof entrance door.

The inside was where the real stuff was happening.

The loud music, crazy romance, and getting drunk.

Seeing it from the outside, I felt instant regret for giving in to this.

"You know, Sophie's right.

I shouldn't be spending my first night at college in a club.

I'd rather be resting." I agreed stylishly.

"See." Sophie said satisfactorily.

"Okay, great. Then everything is sorted." Debra suddenly agrees.

"Since you guys seem hooked up already, and you feel so concerned Soph, How about you keep her for the night?" Debra concluded heading into the room with the raging loudness.

"Thanks, you're a life saver!" She yelled from within.

"What?" Sophie exclaimed in amusement.

"Wow, that's really nice of you Soph." Stella praised following in after Debbie.

"Yah, I knew you to be nice. But this is extreme.

Thanks for taking one for the team cutie." Julia concluded leaving as well. Sophie just kept staring at them in a stunned manner as they left.

"Don't worry, we wouldn't let you miss out on all the fun." Stella yelled from inside.

"We'd have it for you!" She concluded.

Then the bodyguard at the entrance slammed the door behind them.

"You know what, It's cool." She concluded, letting out a gasp to cool off. Then she turned to me again, "We'll have our own fun out here. Don't worry." She concluded calmly. Although she looked a little frustrated.

How wouldn't she be, she just got dashed a babysitting duty. Just like that. Not to mention her missing out on a fun night with her friends.

Although I don't really get the fun part with that raging madness in there.

"Come on, let's go order something. A party might be going on, but this is still a restaurant.

I'm sure they'd have something good enough for dinner." She added thoughtfully, heading back to the main building.

And just like that, I was saved from whatever monstrosity lied within that hidden compartment area.

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Next day

It's morning already.

Can't the sun stay back a little longer.

After last night. I wonder how my first class's gonna be like.

{Last scene from last night}

After the others left. We went to grab a sit in the restaurant.

Few seconds later we finally got a waiter to attend to us.

"Could I get a chicken nugget and pasta?" She asks curiously.

"No ma'am.

This place got completely booked for a party. All we have at the moment is what they requested for. Which are cold drinks and snacks." The waiter replied.

"Okay then.

What snack do you have?" She added.

"Potato chips, cookies, and chicken flakes." He replied.

"Chicken flakes?" She repeated,

"What's that?" She added confusingly.

"Its chicken, flattened like mashed potatoes and fried." He replied.

"We'll take that." She ordered, and he nodded and left.

Did she have to make an order for me though.

I would've preferred something I was used to. Like the chips, or cookies.

How's flattened Chicken gonna taste like?

Then a waitress past by us with drinks in hand. I leaned forward to try to take one, but Sophie stopped me.

"Those aren't for you kiddo.

We don't know the quantity of alcohol in that drink.

The last thing you'd want is to get drunk before your first class tomorrow.

You'd end up with a splitting headache." She warns.

O-kay.

I know I don't drink. But that was a little intense.

Then the waiter returned with the order, and I'd say the chicken flakes were pretty tasty. But it would have tasted better with guacamole butter.

After we were done eating. Sophie got us water. She didn't want me drinking anything in there, including juice.

She claims alcohol could have gotten mixed in there through the juice mixer.

We sat staring at each other, and others having fun for a few hours, before I finally summoned courage to ask about my sister.

"When's Debbie gonna step out?" I asked curiously.

"Debbie?" She repeated confusingly.

"Who said anything about Debbie stepping out?" She added.

Slap me in the face.

I didn't just get stock with this over protective mom like being for the hole night.

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To Be Continued...